Horror Show
(C) Jerry Fielden 1982 SOCAN

Burning skies
I see the flames on the town arise
Too late now
The armies converging on
Save your skin
The peasant escapes the sin

And I hear the children crying out
Men are dying, fleeing from the rout
Cast the spell
White hot Hell
To the scourge
To the dark

Lightning bolt
I see the King will put up a fight
Is it Truth
That could throw its might that way
Horror Show
That breath you take might be the last


Final day
The battlefield red with blood
King has won
The castle will rise again
Raindrops fall
Erasing all traces of war